This is a song about "5th street"

On the 5th of the first month,

Our girls is the models

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

On two 5th street rock d's mc's like adidas.

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

I see the kids on the street

Bitch i'm all you need

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

You forget this shit comes from the street

I hate police so im saving the street!

I pray the lord my guns to keep

G.o.n.z. running down the street

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Imma show you how this shit is done in 5th

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age